xymnovel Chapter 936 Bloody Suppression!
Chapter 936 Bloody Suppression!
"Elders, have you ever considered what awaits us if we don't leave? It will be the confiscation of our property and the extermination of our entire clan!"
"Jingyi has already secured a glimmer of hope for us; how can we hesitate any longer!"
"The Yin family's centuries-old foundation was not built overnight, nor can it be confined to a single place or region."
He took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping over each of the clan elders present, and said in a deep voice.
After saying that, he gave a few winks to his close confidants beside him.
Those trusted confidants understood, quietly walked behind the stubborn elders, and, taking them by surprise, swiftly struck, knocking them unconscious.
This happened extremely quickly. The other elders were shocked, but they soon understood Yin Ting's intention. This was a choice that Yin Ting had to make in order to preserve the main lineage of the Yin family.
"Carry them into the ancestral hall to attract the attention of the Great Qian Dynasty."
Yin Ting said in a deep voice, his tone devoid of any emotion.
This decision may be a bit cruel, but in this chaotic world, only decisiveness and ruthlessness can preserve the future of the Yin family.
The trusted men obeyed the order and carried the unconscious clan elders to the ancestral hall.
"Elders, time is of the essence. We must pack our things and leave this place as soon as possible."
"Those who are willing to come north with me should prepare quickly; those who are unwilling to leave, I will not force them, but you should know that staying here is likely to lead to dire consequences."
Yin Ting then turned to the remaining elders and spoke.
Upon hearing this, the clan elders were alarmed and nodded in agreement, indicating their willingness to evacuate with Yin Ting.
The Yin family mansion immediately became a hive of activity as everyone packed their belongings and prepared to evacuate.
Before long, everything was ready, and Yin Ting, along with the main members of the Yin family and some servants and guards who were willing to accompany him, hurriedly left the Yin family mansion.
Meanwhile, Yin Jingyi's Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion was waiting for their arrival not far away.
When Yin Ting and his group came into view, Yin Jingyi felt a sense of relief, knowing that his father had made the right choice.
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Shortly after Yin Jingyi and the others left, an unprecedented chilling atmosphere suddenly filled the night in Qiandu.
After the departure of the Tiger Head Heavy Armored Battalion, which served as the main force, and the Qianfu Left and Right Guards under the control of the Feng family, the Yin family and the aristocratic allied forces abandoned by Yin Jingyi and others, like a flock of sheep without a leader, faced the iron-fisted encirclement and suppression by the Great Qian Dynasty's Imperial Guards and the Qianlong Left and Right Guards in a state of panic and unease.
The Imperial Guard, an elite force responsible for the safety of the palace, was now free from the obstruction of the Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion and the Qianfu Right Guard under Feng Yi's command. Like a drawn sword, it gleamed coldly and aimed directly at the weak point of the allied forces of the powerful families.
Although the Qianlong Left and Right Guards were caught off guard and severely damaged by the Feng family's Qianfu Left and Right Guards, they were still the elite of the elite among the twelve Xuanlong Guards of the Great Qian Dynasty. Even as remnants, they were enough to deal with this ragtag coalition of noble families.
The two guards, clad in silver armor and wielding long spears, moved in perfect unison, like two unstoppable torrents, leaving no one in their wake.
Si Cangqiong and Si Ruokong, two powerful experts of the Great Qian Dynasty at the Celestial Realm, personally took action. Their figures drew dazzling trajectories in the night sky, and each move was accompanied by a thunderous roar. The direct descendants and leaders of those aristocratic families were as vulnerable as clay chickens and earthen dogs in their hands.
The members of the Suspended Mirror Bureau also made frequent moves. Dressed in black robes with cold expressions, they held the Suspended Mirror, which symbolized justice and judgment, in their hands. The direct descendants and leaders of those aristocratic families thought they could fish in troubled waters in this chaotic world, but they did not expect that the Suspended Mirror Bureau had already set its sights on them.
The streets of Qiandu were brightly lit, yet an extremely oppressive atmosphere permeated the air.
The soldiers of the allied forces had originally hoped to get a share of the spoils in this chaos, but they never expected that in the blink of an eye, they would become fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
"Run! That bastard Yin Jingyi abandoned us and ran away! The Imperial Guards have already come out of the palace!"
A flurry of shouts erupted, accompanied by the chaotic figures of soldiers fleeing in disarray.
They originally thought that by joining Yin Jingyi and others in the uprising, they would have a glimmer of hope, but they never expected that behind this hope lay endless death and despair.
Si Cangqiong hovered in the air, his aura surging. Every swing of the Cangqiong Sword in his hand was accompanied by a dazzling sword light, which was like a dragon soaring through the nine heavens, invincible.
Those direct descendants of powerful families didn't even utter a sound before turning into a cloud of blood mist and dissipating into the night sky under his sword.
"Hmph, you traitors, attempting to overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty, you deserve to die!"
Si Cangqiong's voice was low and hoarse, yet filled with boundless killing intent.
Si Cangqiong's voice was low and hoarse, yet filled with boundless killing intent.
His gaze was icy, like ice, piercing the night sky as he stared directly at the soldiers of the allied aristocratic forces.
Si Ruokong, standing to the side, also sprang up, displaying the full power of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm.
Each time he unleashed his attack, a gigantic dragon phantom roared forth, its claws and fangs bared, unstoppable, smashing the soldiers of the allied noble families to pieces, their screams echoing through the air.
"ah--"
Screams rang out, accompanied by scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, a truly horrifying sight.
In an instant, heads rolled in Qiandu, blood stained the streets, and wails and screams rose and fell.
Those once glorious aristocratic families have become insignificant under the iron fist of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Those once proud and arrogant young talents are now like lambs to the slaughter, forced to watch helplessly as the flames of their lives are extinguished in the wrath of the dynasty.
As one of the instigators of this rebellion, although most of the main members of the Yin family had already evacuated, those branches and servants who remained in Qiandu became the targets of the imperial court's venting of anger.
The Imperial Guards and the two guards of Qianlong rushed into the Yin family mansion like an angry torrent, killing people and destroying things in their path. In an instant, the Yin family mansion was reduced to ruins. The former glory and honor were now reduced to broken walls and corpses.
Meanwhile, the camps of the allied aristocratic families who followed Yin Jingyi in raising an army were surrounded by countless Imperial Guards and the Left and Right Guards of Qianlong, with flames soaring into the sky and shouts of battle deafening.
Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like streams through the streets of Qiandu, turning this once prosperous city into a scene of carnage.
Si Cangqiong stood high in the sky, coldly looking down at everything, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes, but more so a resolute determination.
Now, with hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops pressing in from outside Qiandu City, he knew that Qiandu could no longer withstand any more turmoil, but he had already lost control of the situation!
This siege in Qiandu is necessary; only by completely suppressing these rebels can Qiandu possibly hold out a little longer.
At this moment in Qiandu, the emperor has passed away, the foundation of the dynasty is shaken, and he no longer knows which way to go in the future.